Video Chat?

I recently bought a new computer with a built-in camera. This is my first time having a cam and I'm wondering if there any good internet sites that are good for camming of the adult nature. I tried c/h/a/t r/o/u/l/e/t/t/e (slashes inserted to throw off the search engines) a couple times and I'm not impressed. Too many guys, too many minors, and the few girls that were there weren't too interested in chatting with men. I'm sure there's got to be a site somewhere that a guy or a crossdresser could go to that would have like-minded folks. Any suggestions?

Cocktoberfest

A big "Thank You!" to Shay over at the S-Spot: http://thesspot.org/2010/10/cocktoberfest-2010-day-6/

Ouch! I didn't realize that I haven't posted since mid-September. What's been going on?

Half-marathon. I ran the half-marathon in Philly back on 9/19. Not my fastest nor my slowest 13.1 miles. I felt good until about mile 12 when my calf muscles started cramping up. That slowed me down a bit until the cramps went away. Can't say that that was the reason for not PR'ing the race as I could have run a few seconds per mile faster in the previous miles. I'll get it right the next time.

Taking inventory. I've been mentally taking inventory of my porn stash. I have a box full of "Leg Show" magazines from about 1999-2008 or 2009. I haven't looked at them in many, many months, and I'm thinking of recycling them. I mean, with the ease of looking at photos and videos on-line, old magazines just aren't doing it for me. The days of no computer or slow connections are long gone, and laying on the couch or bed with a stack of magazines is losing its appeal. Some of them are in perfect condition, others not so perfect (and no, there are no sticky pages). I used to have a habit of rating the pictorials and writing it in the table of contents, so there are some that have these markings.

Then there's my CD clothing. I haven't bought much in the way of shoes, pants, or tops in a good while. Panties and bras, yes. The pants and tops that I do have are starting to look to me to be a bit stale. They still fit and look good, but some of the things are more than a few years old and I'm just getting tired of them. I need new jeans and a few tops to go with them. The black pants - I still love wearing them - they fit like a glove and are so very comfortable. But. Shopping for and wearing a new pair would be such fun.

Does anyone out there have a Wii and an Apple computer running OSX 10.6.4 with an internal Airport card? I'm trying to get my iMac to share its Ethernet connection to the router wirelessly through the Airport. All of the instructions I've read on the 'net have been for earlier versions of OSX and they don't seem to translate to the newer version.

I've had an interest in spanking for a few years now. At first I wanted to be on the receiving end. I imagined a woman catching me in my girl clothes and being angry with me. Older, younger, solo or a group of women, they all have their own titillation to me. She'd pull me down over her lap and start spanking. She'd then pull my pants down, make a big fuss over my now uncovered panties and stockings, and then continue the spanking, berating me the entire time. She'd switch to a paddle to really make me hurt. I'd beg for forgiveness and she'd have none of that. I've never had this done to me.

After watching a lot of spanking videos, I think I'd also like to be the spanker. Not that I want to cause pain to a woman, no Ma'am. The idea of a girl bent over my lap, me pulling up her skirt or pulling down her pants - yum! Her ass so close to me, my hands on her ass - yummy! To see her ass jiggle and hear her yelps after each hand swat - ohhh, so hot! And after a spanking, I 'd certainly want to make her feel better ;) And I'd never use a cane or anything that would leave welts - women's asses are just too beautiful and precious to inflict such injury.

I saw this over at Daily Runway. While the caption under the photo says "The Peekaboo Cardigan will look cute with leggings or a mini.", my mind thinks that just a pair of panties would be perfect, or even better, nothing at all. I mean, it would be a nice surprise to greeted by a woman wearing this sweater. From the front one would think "Oh, nice long sweater. She always says she needs one to keep warm." But then when she turns around I'd see her lower back (sexy) and those buttons that are just begging to be unbuttoned. I imagine sitting in a chair, unbuttoning them, and then seeing the beauty that is her bum. My hands would cup and feel her cheeks, then move around front to her hips to pull her into my face. I'd bury my face between her cheeks, kissing and licking. She could lower herself onto me and me into her without having to take it off. And when we're done, I'd just button it back up and she'd be on her way...

If only these panties weren't $150! And the bra! I suppose I could make my own using a pair of scissors.

Another new post! The inspiration for this one is blog cleaning. I'm going through the list of blogs I follow as well as the links along the side, trying to weed out those that no longer exist, those haven't had a new post in a year, those that no longer interest me, etc. It's an on-going process as I'm always following new blogs every day. I've noticed a few trends among the blogs I read:

Women's Fashion: I do like to see women dress well. It's great to see that many women blog about their personal clothing style as well as others that appreciate women's fashion. The bloggers that I link to have a style that I'd adopt if I crossdressed 24/7, and they're darn cute too!

Feet and legs (women's): One catagory of the things I fetishize and that lead to me crossdressing.

Panties and/or hosiery: The other fetishes that started it all for me. I love to see pictures and read posts about them across the spectrum from fashion to fetish to porn. And I'm always looking for ideas for something new to wear.

Crossdressers: Being a crossdress I do like to see what others are up to. There aren't too many blogs about the day-to-day life of being a CD. Most of the blogs are more about the sexual side of in which I'm also very interested. Although I don't think of myself as a 'passable' crossdresser, I'd love to have the opportunity to have a head-to-toe make-over just to see if there is a possibility. Of course, I'd probably be so sexually excited during the process I'd have to have some relief throughout the day...

Transsexuals: I have mixed thoughts on these blogs and sites. Most sites are not about the day-to-day life of a TV (I'm not sure I've seen any). Conversely, they are mostly pornographic. When I look at the sites, its like looking at a train wreck - you know its going to be gruesome, but you have to look anyway to see how bad it is. So I look at them to see if the models are really passable, or just a train wreck. There are a few TVs that are truly beautiful - very feminine body shape, face, expressions, voice, and they have a nice cock too. Its the others that make me think "Why did I look?!"

Sissies: I'm still figuring this one out. I'm attracted to the submissive traits sissies exhibit. I could not act like some of them do, and I don't particularly care for the style of dressing other than the cute pink frilly panties.

Photos & Videos (porn): Hey, we all need some material to get off on. My tastes tend to be all over the place, and I do enjoy fetishes, domination, and lesbians the most. I mostly like seeing real people having sex without a lot of "story".

Masturbation: I do enjoy reading about what men and women do and think about when they masturbate. It seems like the topic is one of those 'deep, dark secrets' that we all have. A few of the blogs deal with group sessions. I've never done that - it does sound interesting. I don't think I could do it with just one other person - it would have to be a group, hopefully males and females.

Dominant Women & Submissive men: i consider myself submissive and i'm very attracted to dominant Women. i love to read their blogs and see their pictures & videos. When I call my favorite phone sex line (here) i always ask for a girl that is dominant. (Side note: they do all kinds of calls, but the girls that work there are in the 18-22 year old age range. While i do like to talk to a young girl, some times i'd much rather talk to a Woman in their 40's, 50's, or even 60's. There's something very cathartic about phone sex that i love.) i also like reading about submissive men or seeing men submit to Women. How do they show their submission? What are other things that i can i do to show my submission?

I'm going through a bit of a dry spell lately. It seems like all I do is work, run, sleep, or the dumb things that go along with home ownership. Not much time to take care of my other physical needs (specifically many, many, many orgasms) or do much in the way of crossdressing. Sure, I think about both of those things much of the time. I just need to make time to do them. That's the one thing I like about traveling - it gives me the time after work to take care of myself. It doesn't look like I'll do any traveling until November, so I'll be super horned-up by then.

I did have a free hour over the weekend, and I used that time to get off. I took of all of my clothes, washed up a bit, and went looking for some porn. I was in the upstairs bedroom to look through my magazine collection, and I noticed that the college-aged girl and two of her friends that live across the street were home and sun bathing on the roof. That got my attention right away! The tree in my yard and the one it theirs was obscuring my view. I got out a pair of binoculars and watched them. The breeze coming through the window felt great on my body and I was soon at full erection.

I spent some time paging through the magazines and some time looking at them. As usual when I get all horned-up, I was in the talkative mood so I closed the window and called my favorite phone sex line. The girls there are very nice, have great voices, and really do a great job. The thing that annoys me is the amount of time they take between when they answer the phone and when they start the call - too long. I think they do it on purpose to tease me or calm me down. One of my favorites was working and I told her what I was doing. "Bad girl!" she said, knowing that I crossdress. She asked if I'd rather be out on the roof with them in a bikini than in my house with my cock in my hand. "Of course!" I exclaimed. I'd always wanted to wear a bikini in public. She asked why, and I said that there were many reasons. I love looking at women when they have so little on - its so easy to imagine them naked. I'd also love the humiliation of wearing the bikini - the girls would tease and laugh at me about the bottoms barely containing my bulge and that the top fits my chest well. They'd tug at it to see if there were tan lines.

That then led to a conversation about tan lines. I think they are very sexy. Sure, an all-over tan is nice to see, but the tan lines draw one's attention to the right places. I told her that many years ago I did wear a bikini to a tanning salon for just that reason. It was winter time and I went to the salon for something to do on the dark and cold nights. The first time I went I just wore my male swim suit. The girls there were college-aged and they seemed very friendly as they said they didn't get many guys there. Feeling naughty pervy, the next time I wore the bikini under my clothes. In the booth I took off my shoes and pants, and left my shirt unbuttoned. I heard one of the girl's outside and asked if they had a towel as there wasn't one in the booth. She knocked on the door to give me one, and I opened the door fully and she got an 'accidental' peek at the bikini under my open shirt. She took a good look and smiled/giggled when she gave me the towel. As I laid in the tanning bed I could hear her tell the other girls what she saw. Needless to say I was stroking myself to their voices. When I left I did leave my shirt mostly unbuttoned so they all could see the bikini top.

The phone sex girl asked if I went back and I said that I did a few times a month during that winter. Sadly, the placed closed by the next winter. She could tell that relating the story to her really got me excited. She asked if the girls were still on the roof and if I were stroking myself this entire time. Yes to both questions I said. She berated me as I didn't ask permission and for what I did at the salon. She had me spank my ass with a paddle while saying "Forgive me Mistress for my sins!" at each swat. She told me to tell her what I'd do if I were with the girls. I told her I'd like to kiss their feet and cum on their bellies. She laughed and laughed, saying that no sissy boy would be allowed to do such a thing. She had me swat myself more. She said that the girls would laugh at me if they saw me now and call me names (which I wish I could remember all the ones she said). She had me beg them to let me cum while she called me those names and laughed. Only when she thought I really meant it did she tell me to cum, and cum I did!! It was one of those body-shaking orgasms, the ones that leave you light-headed, cum-soaked and exhausted. I thanked her profusely while I laid on the floor spent. It took some time to recover and come out of that happy space of post-orgasm. Still feeling pery, I looked back out the window at the girls, rubbing my cum over my cock and balls to another, lesser orgasm.

A recent post over at JamieLin's blog got me thinking about life in high school and my first years out of college. She was lamenting (correct me if I'm misinterpreting, Jamie) her lonely years after a girlfriend had left her when she only had her hands and borrowed clothes to fulfill her needs. I had a similar problem in high school.

I was very much too timid to ask girls on dates, let alone hope to ever get the chance for any sexual interaction. In high school I was feeling down because most of my friends were dating and masturbating made me feel good. Many a weekend night was spent in my room 'studying' the porn collection I had. Some of it was my older brother's, some was what I bought (still can't believe all the porn I bought while underage!), and some was the Victoria's Secret catalogs that were still being sent to my sisters even though they were in college. This was the early '80's so no Internet or DVDs, and no VCR either.

My parents would occasionally be away for a night or sometimes overnight and that was my time for fun. As soon as they'd leave I'd strip down to nothing, take a shower, and then take out the porn. I'd spend hours looking through all of the magazines, catalogs, and single pages. I'd sort through them and arrange them with a common theme - all breasts, all legs, brunettes, blonds, lesbians, girls looking at the camera, feet, asses, all in similar poses - anything to make it interesting. I jerked off in every room in the house, on the tables, chairs, beds, the garage, the car in the garage, and after dark, on the back patio or in the woods next to our house. I'd occasionally take a pair of my sisters' panties or bikini bottoms and use them or wear them. I really liked how the bikini bottoms felt and fit. Their shoes didn't fit my feet, but my cock fit nicely into their heels. After a while I didn't mind so much not having a girlfriend or going on dates.

In college there just wasn't much opportunity for that kind of fun. Too many roommates in the dorms, too much school work to be done. Summer vacations were iffy as a sibling or two would be living at home.

After college I got a great job in another state and had my own apartment for many years. It was an oasis for masturbation. I'd come home from work, shower, eat some diner, and then have the rest of the night for fun. I always told people to call first before visiting just to make sure I was dressed and the place was clean. Although there were a few times that I was caught off-guard ("Yes, I wear shorts in the winter," or "I was just going to take a shower" were common excuses). I had a VCR and made many trips to the video rental store. I'm pretty sure the clerks there and at the book store knew that I was there for only one thing - porn.

The apartment complex had a pool, and, darn, my apartment didn't face it. However, I would always go out there to tan and swim. There were usually a few women or girls out too. I'd lay there "reading" while ogling them. Then back to the apartment for some fun time!

I was usually naked from the time I got home to the time I left for work the next day. It was around this time that I really started paying more attention to women wearing hosiery - in real life and in pictures. One time I found a pair of pantyhose in the laundry room. They were there when I put my laundry in the washer and after it came out of the dryer. No one was around so I took them. At first it was just nice to rub myself with them. The silky feel of the nylon felt soooo good! After a few times I thought I'd put them on just for kicks. Well, it was like a bolt of lightning hit me! I was so overcome with the electric sensation of the nylon on my feet, legs, and cock that I came without effort. From that moment on I was hooked. I started buying pantyhose from grocery stores, department stores, Victoria's Secret. I bought all the brands and styles that I could find, looking for the 'ultimate' nylon experience.

Now I'd come home from work, shower, eat, then slip into a pair of stockings or pantyhose for my fun time. After a while panties entered the picture. Then bras. Then shoes. My underwear drawer was half men's, half women's. Girlfriend? Who needed a girlfriend? I was having my own kind of fun! Then someone did find out. I usually just left my lingerie and magazines on my bed or dresser when I left for work. No need to clean up as it was just me in the apartment.

I was also ordering from the Victoria's Secret catalog, and the packages would arrive at the apartment complex's office. The women that worked their would always ask about them when I'd pick them up. "For my sister's birthday," or "For a friend," I'd say. Then one day they were all smiles and very talkative when I picked up a package. It wasn't until I arrived back in my apartment that I realized why they didn't ask who it was for, and why they did ask about what I liked in the catalogs.

During the day they had to enter my apartment to check on the air conditioning/heater and they left a note saying they did (apparently they were checking all the systems in everyone's apartments). Well, on the dining room table I had left a couple catalogs, a few magazines, and the previous night's outfit. Ooops! They never let on that they knew, and I never let on that I knew they knew. It was a lot of fun while it lasted.

Last day on the beach. There's some fine five-star bikini ass walking about! If only it were legal to 'take care of oneself' I'd be having one heck of a day...

Rainy day at the shore today, not much to do. Short white shirt-dresses on the waitresses at the pancake house - very see-through - nice panties on all!

Sitting on the beach reading and watching women walk by. Ran a 10 mile race on Sat on the beach - lots of bikinis!

Argh! It's been a very slow posting period for me. I'm still here, but on vacation. I'll try to post by SMS. For some reason I can't post picture messages from my cell phone.

New Blog, but I'm still here

I started a new blog over at Posterious.com. There's only one post there so far that links back to here, and an expanded "About Me" page. I'll still post here - I haven't given this blog up. Why the move? As you may have noticed on my profile page, there was a long list of other blogs that I am/was a Team Member of. It was/is a community of bloggers to mostly share porn. For some reason Blogger took all of the sites down. The organizers moved over to Posterious to continue on, and in order for me to remain part of the community I had to start an account over there.

So this has started me thinking. With two blogs I can make each one about their own subject. Not really sure what those subjects will be. Maybe this one more about cross dressing, fashion, and more 'vanilla' topics, and the other about more pervy subjects and pictures. But then what to do about all of the old posts on either subject? And what to do about the Followers and others like you that visit? Sure, lots of folks have moved from one blog site to another with few hic-ups. I'll have to think about it...

Test Post

Here's another test post.  This one by e-mail.

Just a quick note to let you know that I'm still here! I've been reading & commenting on your blogs, just not having time to post on mine.

And I'm craving panties. I really need to go shopping for some new panties, lots of them. And then I'll need to show them off - that's where the real fun begins ;)

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It has been a very busy past few weeks. I have had almost no "me time" and even less time to do any amount of crossdressing. Not to say that I haven't wanted to. It seems like the longer its been since the last time I've properly dressed the more I want to do so. Every time I see a woman in a nice outfit or see some cute clothes on-line, in print, or in a store, I think about wearing those clothes. Panties - yes, heels - yes, bras - yes, hosiery - yes (even in this heat).

I saw the pictured woman at a recent activity. This is the only place I ever see her, and she's usually wearing heels, not flats. I love her long, slender legs, long hair, and the clothes she wears. Yummy!

About the video I mentioned in the last post - I added the link to the site its from in the comments section. I'll have to sort through the sites to find the specific link to it. None the less, I'm sure you'll have fun looking for it. That Mistress T is something else!

I had an unusual dream last night. From what I can remember I was laying on a bed and a woman was riding my cock anally. We switched places, me on my belly, and she gave it to me with a strap-on. As you can imagine, this resulted in the "nocturnal emission" - another sign that I need some "me time"! lol

I saw a video clip the other day that had me completely mesmerized. It started off showing a woman sitting on the edge of a bed wearing a blouse and skirt. As the camera pulled back, there was a naked may laying on the floor in front of her, his head between her feet, jacking off. How very beautiful! She was in the dominant position, he in the submissive. It was tough to tell, but I bet he was trying to look up her skirt. I would have. As the video went on, she did change positions and giving him peeks at her, all the while he continued to jerk off. Near the end she had him bring his legs up over his shoulders, high and back far enough that his feet rested on the bed on either side of her. His cock was straight above his face, pointing to his open mouth. She held his legs to keep him in position while he jerked. She put her stockinged feet in heels on his face - the points of the heels on his forehead and the toes at his open mouth. He continued to jerk, faster and faster. As he started to shudder at the on-set of orgasm, she moved her feet and made sure he came all over his face, some landing in his mouth.

Wow, she really had him in control. Many men have the urge to taste and swallow their own cum. I've cum close many times, licking the pre-cum from my cock or off of my hands. Like most men, once I've cum, the desire leaves. I've cum in glasses intending to drink it and on food intending to eat it, and even while having phone sex hoping that having the girl in on it would push me over the edge. Not yet. After watching that video clip, that would be a golden opportunity. I mean, it fullfills several fetishes: clothed female, naked male; stockings & heels; tease and denial; Dominant/submissive. She'd be holding me in position, no way to bail out. You might say that eating the "cream pie" would be the same. No, not really. Eating my cum out of her pussy is similar, but not quite as submissive or humiliating. Now excuse me for a bit...

Some may ask why I like to wear panties. This photo sums up many things. Just look at that ass. Its spectacular. I'm drawn to it in many ways. I'd love to touch it, feel it, caress it, lick it, kiss it, rub my face between those cheeks, rub my now erect cock between them. The panties cover and show the shape of her ass. The colors are very feminine. I want her panties. And since I can't get hers specifically, I can buy a pair for myself. When I look at her wearing them, I can imagine how they must feel on her skin, and how they make her feel. I can then wear them and feel those same feelings. This has to be one of the most sensual images I've seen from VS in all the years of looking at the catalogs and website. I see the image and I want to feel like she must feel wearing those panties. The feelings and the physical stimulation are intoxicating. I need those panties!

Sometimes it's tough to find inspiration for a post, and other times a gift just drops into my lap. This is one of the latter (and I do need to finish my fantasy story at some point).

Remember how I said I've been spending a lot of time at Faceb__k? Most of the Friends I have there I've connected to by looking at other friend's Friends. Recently I saw that a friend had friended someone that had a familiar name and I didn't recognize the face - a very attractive girl. So I clicked on her and started reviewing her wall. Attractive indeed! She has all the qualities that I find attractive in a woman (well, maybe a bit too busty). Some of her pictures kind of gave me the idea that maybe she's not as vanilla as she might appear to someone that doesn't know the signs of kink and fetishes - a vinyl nuns outfit labeled as a costume party, the very striking style of her hair and make-up, and other small details.

So then I start looking at her friends. Bingo! I find the connection and reason why she seemed familiar - she's married to someone that I do know. I go to his wall, and there they are together in some pictures. I find some info there that does seem out of place. A quick Google search first leads to a dead end. I scan farther down the search results - hmmm, what's this? A link to a fetish site - click. There's her picture again! She's in "the business", and so is he. I never would have imagined him as being in "the business". The pictures of her are absolutely beautiful - I can see why they're together. And now I'm fantasizing about her.

If they weren't related, I'd love to partake in her services if I ever got the chance. However, she's now the fruit that I can't pick. If they were to find out about me and my dirty little mind, I'd be sunk. The best thing is that they are far away - I'm not likely to run into either of them unless I made a concerted effort. Sure, maybe they'd keep my secret too - kind of 'I don't tell if you don't tell'. But, he's not one of the people I'd want to know. Or even if he were just watching, or just knowing that I'm partaking of her services. (Granted, if he were a complete stranger, that would be a big turn-on!)

Anyway, in one respect, he's the luckiest guy on earth. To have a partner like her and run a business like that is a dream for a lot of people. It will be interesting to see where things go, if they do at all.

A long weekend at last! The lack of posts has been mainly due to the lack of time to either write something interesting, take photos, do some girl-clothes shopping, or much of anything else. Maybe this weekend I'll find the time.